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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi0914.phi001.perseus-eng3" type="edition" xml:lang="eng"><div n="5" subtype="book" type="textpart"><div n="41" subtype="chapter" type="textpart"><div n="3" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Some writers record that, led by M. Fabius, the Pontifex Maximus, they
							recited the solemn formula in which they devoted themselves </p></div><div n="4" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> to death for their country and the Quirites. As the Gauls were refreshed
							by a night's rest after a battle which had at no point been seriously
							contested, and as they were not now taking the City by assault or storm,
							their entrance the next day was not marked by any signs of excitement or
							anger. Passing the Colline gate, which was standing open, they came to
							the Forum and gazed round at the temples and at the Citadel, which alone
							wore any appearance of war. </p></div><div n="5" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They left there a small body to guard against any attack from the
							Citadel or Capitol whilst they were scattered, and then they dispersed
							in quest of plunder through streets in which they did not meet a soul.
							Some poured in a body into all the houses near, others made for the most
							distant ones, expecting to find them untouched and full of spoils. </p></div><div n="6" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> Appalled by the very desolation of the place and dreading lest some
							stratagem should surprise the stragglers, they returned to the
							neighbourhood of the Forum in close order. </p></div><div n="7" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> The houses of the plebeians were barricaded, the halls of the patricians
							stood open, but they felt greater hesitation about entering the open
							houses than those which were closed. </p></div><div n="8" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> They gazed with feelings of real veneration upon the men who were seated
							in the porticoes of their mansions, not only because of the superhuman
							magnificence of their apparel and their whole bearing and demeanour, but
							also because of the majestic expression of their countenances, wearing
							the very aspect of gods. </p></div><div n="9" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> So they stood, gazing at them as if they were statues, till, as it is
							asserted, one of the patricians, M. Papirius, roused the passion of a
							Gaul, who began to stroke his beard —which in those days was universally
							worn long —by smiting him on the head with his ivory staff. He was the
							first to be killed, the others were butchered in their chairs. </p></div><div n="10" subtype="section" type="textpart"><p> After this slaughter of the magnates, no living being was thenceforth
							spared; the houses were rifled, and then set on fire. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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